Why start a blog? Why now? Why me?
Back in the early 1980s I wondered why on earth anyone needed a home computer. If you wanted to do math that badly then you could balance your checkbook or ask a friend to set you some problems to figure out. Then I landed a writing job and I had to provide material on disk. So I learned how to use a wordprocessing program on my friend Jim’s old Kaypro (remember those old DOS operating systems?) and it changed my life. I had been struck by lightning. I needed a computer.
Some time later, I wondered why anyone needed an internet connection at home. If I needed to know the weather I could look outside. If I needed to figure out where I was going I could look at a map. If I needed to communicate with people I could pick up the phone. I had an encyclopedia and a cookbook and a dictionary. But Ron, my husband (you’ll be hearing a lot about him on this blog), decided to put a satellite dish on my roof and hook me up to the universe. Suddenly my world expanded to the infinite power. Email. Google. Mapquest. Amazon. I can engineer my life from my desk using someone else’s satellite in outer space and never take off my fuzzy socks. I need the internet.
Fast forward. Not long ago I wondered why anyone would have a blog. How conceited. How self-centered. Who wants to know what Bingo Gillespie thinks about his neighbor’s new dishwasher? Who wants to see Abby’s new shoes? Why would anyone read a blog? They have their own life. Then I started reading blogs. They are fun, interesting, informative, and I don’t care what those luddites say, blogs are a way to communicate. In fact, blogs, email, and social marketing are beginning to bring back the art of writing letters. The art of writing, period. Sure, a lot of people write a new txt msg language with no vowels. But a lot of other people write real stuff. Stuff I like to read. I had to put myself on a blogging diet. There are way too many interesting folks out there with delightful things to say. And I want to be one of them. I need a blog.
I heard Bill Moyers on the radio talking about how the internet, and blogging in particular, has turned us into a nation of storytellers. He said: “The moment when freedom begins is when we realize that someone else is writing the story and when we pick up the pen and start writing the story ourselves.” I have read so many stories by others, some magnificent, some useless, and I have asked myself “when is it my turn?” You know what? Now is my turn.
After publishing my children’s fantasy adventure, The Call to Shakabaz, last year, I discovered the world of blogging. And I am hooked on this dialogue between folks worlds apart. Blogging brings us together. I invite you to meet me on my blog. I have so much to share with you. And please do join in the conversation. Be part of the story. I’ll post whenever I have something to say and can make the time to write, hopefully several times a week. Check back whenever, see if I’ve been here and left you a message, a story, a laugh, a word, an insight. Welcome to my new blog!